User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Beginnings/@comment-3474228-20130617231603/@comment-25220117-20130621204017

The shrew staggers back up, rubbing his aching limbs and mumbling particularily nasty things about Fleck and his bloodline before shaking his head weakly, glaring up at the twins "Yew think yore funny, do yer squirrel? Maybe me ticklin' yer wid me rapier'll make yew laugh more!" With that, he draws his blade, prickling his finger with the tip of his rapier, this time addressing Fieval in a more civil voice "I'm Finn, o' the Guerilla Union o' Shrews in Mossflower, an' I'm talkin' fer me Log-a-Log, Pajo"